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Chapter 55 [Blaze] Intense and Cuffed *

"Spencer, chill out," I warn him once he hangs up the phone. "What the hells going on?"

Mickey stares over at me in horror. "Do you remember me talking about Alec? Well, he just called and I told him I'm seeing someone else now. You just heard me. And he started freaking out."

"Well. . . he's coming here," Spencer lets out as I stare in his direction.

"What, why?"

"No, Spence!" Mickey starts shouting as I shake my head.

"Dude, that's not cool. This is putting Mickey in a bad position right now," I try to explain as he laughs right in my face.

"Come on, f off. Don't be a buzzkill Blaze," he snaps as I narrow my eyes at him, in silence. I'm already pissed off as it is that my girlfriend is locked in the hospital in rehab, and now my boy wants to pull this shit with me?

"Watch your mouth. You better not be talking to me like that," I race out as he steps a foot closer.

"Oh yeah what are you going to do?" He asks as I do nothing. "That's exactly what I thought."

"Your my friend. I would never fight you."

"Yeah, ok."

"Please," Mickey quickly rushes out, staring at him in what looks like confusion. "Why are you acting this way? I gave you the phone so you could tell him to leave me alone, not to cause drama! Now what's going on? What was he saying to you?"

"Does it matter?" He challeneges as she shoves him hard.

"Yes it obviously matters!"

"She use to like the kid, remember? Until she met the other one. . ." I start to say.

She glares at me and says, "Jace!"

"Yeah, whatever. Jace," I mumble as he darts toward me.

"We're going to kick his ass, Blaze! Like the good old days! We're going to get in a real fight this time, the dudes in a gang and they're on their way and everything--"

"What?" I question, in pure shock. "What have you gotten us into?"

"Just stop being a p**sy and let this happen," he tells me, making me really pissed off now.

"Me a p**sy? Who's always had your back? Huh?" I demand as he stares blankly at me. "I did. Only me, not even Xavier."

"Don't bring him into this now, Blaze. He's dead!"

"I KNOW THAT," I snap as Mickey interrupts my thoughts.

"Both of you please just cut it the hell out," she mutters under her breath. "I don't know what's going on right now. So tell me Spencer. What did he say?"

"He wants to murder me probably."

"They were just screwing around when they said they're coming, right?" She asks carefully as he smirks.

"Gang members don't lie, Mick. If they say they're on their way, then they're on their way."

"You really just messed this night up completely, you ASS," I shout at him realizing how much weed we just got, and how now we can't burn it just yet. "And Mickey can't be here if we're gunna be fighting people--"

"Touch sh*t," he yells at me, glaring over at her.

"You know I never fight anyone in front of her. I'm not like that. Girls shouldn't be around when this kind of stuff goes down Spence. Think about it," I anxiously tell him.